living isn’t all that’s on my mind…
-s’s.
-s’s.
-s's.
/I want.../(porcelain clash)/
for the past three days there was
no beat or no pulse
even in the ringing of bells, no melody buzzes
wet droplets of rain accumulate on the window pane
willful stillness, a shot of the past that nobody could claim
you're so pretty, diamond you sit still and shine you don't know what's going wrong you never do most of the time
-s's.
can't be yours, can't be torn,
can't feel the good and the bad, nor tell them apart.
can't believe my hands when I reach for you and feel your heart
I I I I wonder
how deep I will go
far and blue tonight
this night falls victim to be the witness
to you you you you
and I I I I
I am constricted, I am constricted
by you you you you,
to you I'm addicted, to you I'm addicted
to you, yes, to you
-s's.
Butterflies flutter
Flowers frolic, silken threads
Hold me as I sleep
🍄 day 5 of gratitude haiku
your face changes when you think of a memory
Crushed dearly beneath plush blanket, blue sounds awaken
I woke up, morning early brightness
touched the ground and touched my whole face
Cold and white mist enveloped the space within
walking into buildings armored in smells of fresh paper
Sitting softly low rising presence, I am to stay patient,
Wear the act, contract, observe, and write
-s.s.
-s's.